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Feeling Lost

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I wanted to take a shower and look for Nada's whereabouts, but I was the one who liked something neat, especially my room, so I decided to tidy up my messy room.

Although with a myriad of questions that enveloped me, including whose hair I actually found in my bed earlier.

I assumed that maybe I was rude to Nada last night. Maybe I vented my emotions on him?? grab it?? That's why I wanted to see him so soon. Apologizing for whatever happened last night.

It was all beyond my awareness.

May he forgive and forgive her. I promise I won't get drunk again if the tip ends up just bothering him like this. Even hurt him.

I hit my still-dizzy head. I regret what I did yesterday trying to find an escape with a drink. I'm kapok!!

I pulled the blanket I had thrown. I pat the edges before folding them. And to my surprise, I saw a red stain on my blanket.

What is this stain???

That dried up stain seemed to be blood. But what blood? Whose blood? Why is there blood??

I checked my whole body, no injuries. I tried to sit down and try to think with my brain still overshadowed by a hangover last night.

Ah suck!!! This brain does not even function to just be able to examine what has happened.

But then regret at once fear nesting. Remembering that hair and blood made me even more assume I had hurt Nada.

Oh my god, I have to find him!! Forget the messy rooms. I must immediately confirm his condition. Maybe he's seriously injured right now,,,, uh,,,,

Half-running, I went out of the room. Searching all over the room in my house. But the figure I was looking for I could not find. I went back to my room looking for my phone. I decided to contact him. I need to know where he is now.

Shit man!!!

His phone could not be reached. Where is my little girl really? Why is it so worrying me? Not usually the phone can not be contacted like this. He was always active with his cell phone so it was impossible not to be contacted like this.

My mind is starting to get messed up.

Can't!! I can't keep quiet like this. My little girl I need to find. I have to make sure he's okay and unharmed by this stupid me!!!

I'll take a shower soon. It wasn't until 30 minutes that I was ready. I opened the door of the house and I was surprised by the figure standing at my door.

Valencia???

"Hi Ody, am I interrupting? I tried to come to your office but you weren't there. Your secretary said you got a half-day work permit. Are you sick?"

My valenci arrived so attentive to me. He even looked for me at the office. What's wrong with her? And how do I feel right now?

A smile? Isn't this what I've wanted all along? His attention, his affection, his curiosity, his curiosity for what I did, but why was it that when I got it, my heart was not so happy? I even suspected him.

"Ody??"

Valencia's hand moved to stroke my face. I'm silent. Weakened back by his touch. Suspicion turns into longing. The eyes that were originally staring questioningly now dimmed and sparkled with twinkle because of my love of butaku. The originally stiff lips are now perfectly curved.

I smiled at him. Hugged her tightly as if not wanting to take it off who had come back to me. My flying burung has returned to its cage. I just need to lock it tightly so it doesn't fly again.

Valencia welcomed my embrace and replied to it. I can feel her hands also tightening her arms. I'm thrilled. It feels good to get himself back.

"I don't want to lose you, baby, come back to me. Be my wife again. Forget everything that happened. We start all over again. Me, you and Nada,,,"

I consciously forgive him. Invite him back to knit the household without remembering all the red dots he has created.

But after I said Nada's name, Valencia let go of his embrace. Get away from me by shaking his head.

"Why baby?" my many.

"I can't. I can only start again with you. But not with the tone."

"Why baby?" again the same question I asked.

"It just can't. If you love me, you have to choose one. Me or Nada. We can't live together anymore. He won't be able to forget my mistakes and I'm afraid of the consequences. He will look at me with just one eye." Valencia said.

I understand the reason for that. I also always didn't want him to be looked at one eye by anyone no matter what he was like. My desire to privilege him was far greater than my disappointment with him.

"All back to you, Ody, you took me back and let go of Nada, which is sure to be fine and the future is long. Or,, embrace it and let go of me. You know where I'm going, I'm going to be a rotating trophy like you saw the other day."

Valencia gave me a tough choice and a shadow of what he would be like if I didn't choose him. And I don't want it to be,,,,, I,,,

But why can't my heart just do it?? Why do I feel so dilemma? Shouldn't I be happy? The woman standing before her eyes offered herself, why is my heart not happy? Why are only lips smiling? While the heart,,, is worried.

"Hows it? You have a decision? I can't linger long. If you refuse me, then I will go to the other striped-nose man who is waiting for me." Valencia said.

"Don't darling. Don't go." I said fearfully losing him again.

"So?? You're taking me back??" the beautiful eyes that I have always admired sparkle.

His smile was also blotted out. She looked so beautiful when she smiled so and my eyes were blown away. But I don't think so with my heart,,,, though,,,

My heart is somewhere else, with other people, and,,,

Nada,, I'm sorry. I have to ignore you this time. But take it easy, om will keep calling you behind aunty Valencia. You don't get angry baby, let's be happy first with love om,,,

"Are you going to let me stay out of the house like this? Am I still losing my right to be the hostess?" valencia asked to wake me from my daydream.

"Oh,, sorry. Sorry dear. Of course this is still your home too. You're still the queen of this house. Come on, baby,,,"

The lips may say such things, but why does the heart say anything else? What kind of feeling is this really? Why did the moment that I was waiting for come, instead, I felt like I was missing something else that was more precious??

Tone,,, where are you, baby???

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